Bookish (and not so Bookish) Thoughts

I am basically finished with my Christmas shopping, thanks to the Internet. I also have my house decorated and my child sufficiently bat-shit crazy excited.

You know how some people lose weight for summer, to look hot in their bathing suits? I need to lose weight for winter, to fit into my pants. Oopsies.

This weekend, rain or shine, Sawyer and I are running a one-mile race at UC Irvine, his first ever. It’s a Santa run, so they hand out beards and hats at the start, which should be chaotic and adorable. We went for a “practice” run last weekend and it was hilarious. He’s super fast out of the gate and then gets tired and walks. Then he runs. Then he walks. It’s actually really great interval training. More than anything I’m excited for him to get his own medal (and hot chocolate mug) when finishing.

I just started listening to Nine Perfect Strangers by Liane Moriarty and am intrigued by not riveted. I always listen to her books, as opposed to reading them, but feel like I was more hooked to other ones faster in the past. We’ll see. 

My husband and I started watching the show Masters of Sex and I really like it so far. I’m loving the combination of the biology, human sexuality, and gender equality issues.

We have two and a half weeks until Christmas break and I am DETERMINED to be basically caught up before then with my grading. For the past two years our semester ends after break, in January, which I absolute hate. When we had finals in December we were forced to be done with our grading, since the semester was ending and grades were due. Now that we have until January there’s way too much wiggle room to procrastinate. Nope. I want my three weeks relatively grading-free.

I usually prefer incredibly large, soft sweats to hang out in around the house, but I recently discovered Dragon Fit Compression Leggings on Amazon and they’re pretty great (and less than $20!). They’re super snug without being constricting, so I don’t have to worry about them stretching out and fitting weird at the end of the day. I haven’t worked out in them, but they’re dry-wicking and seem like they’d be a pretty solid option.

I keep waiting for more bad things to happen- the last few months have been full of them around here, some I've shared and some not. Every time I hear a weird noise I assume that something is wrong with the house (pipes leaking? termites? appliance breaking?) and fully expect one of our cars to break down soon. What else? I know that I'll snap out of it soon, or learn to cope better, but the onslaught of negativity has be rough. I've been having a lot of trouble sleeping and it was no surprise when after days of resisting my son's cold I ended up with a nasty sore throat yesterday. I also know that there are plenty of good things in my life and that I have a lot to look forward to, but still. Sometimes we get to complain and dig our heels into the discomfort. 

I can also say that the transition from one dog to no dog is much harder than from two dogs to one dog.